Zou Tong was angry and sent a message to Du Hong, but unfortunately he was one step late.

Yan Li said indifferently: "To pursue the unity of man and sword, the swordsmith must understand the swordsmith, and the swordsmith must also trust the swordsmith. Since Du Shaoxia can't believe it, Yan Li doesn't dare to work ......"

Du Hong had just received Zou Tong's transmission, and when he heard this, he almost dropped his jaw to the ground, and hurriedly said, "Of course Du trusts Master Yan......"

It's a pity that the sheep have been lost after all. No matter how difficult the relationship between the Hengjiang Gang and Fenghuo Forging is, the cooperation with the Han family will also have a lot of trouble. Zou Tong's old scheming and scheming made a mistake for Qingqing's surname.

Yan Li ignored him at all and continued: "In this game, our side will be played by Duan Yan, the young master, and the conditions are as above: if the wind and fire are defeated, the young master will sweep for Master Zheng for a year. ”

Duan Yan immediately stepped forward and laughed: "How could Master Yan lose? Don't say a year, it's a lifetime, Duan Mou still agreed!"

His trust in Yan Li has reached the point of worship.

However, the Dongsha Gang had an opinion, and several of the gangs that followed said nonchalantly: "It's easy to say anything about sweeping the floor, but how can Duan Yan be compared to Senior Brother Bu? How can this be ......done?"

Bu Chen waved his hand to stop the argument, and said proudly: "Bu Mou also fully trusts Master Zheng! Master Zheng will win, why not be afraid of gambling!

This boldness exploded Du Hong. Du Xueyi could only keep the hero pose, and secretly resented in his heart: Hmph, wait and see which of you will sweep the floor!

Zheng Meng was very excited when he heard this, and said in his heart: Buchen is good, sharp, and energetic. He was right, how could a certain family lose? Any bet is a sure bet! That Du Hong is just an embroidered pillow, far from it.

"Huh. Yan Li chuckled, "There is a way to say that you should be impressed." Martial arts cultivation is not the same as winning or losing in a competition. Even if he is a hero, Bu Shaoxia is probably not an opponent. ”

Zheng Meng also lived up to Buchen's "trust", and said with a smile: "Master Yan is really confident, since this is the case, the bet contract is established!

"A gentleman's word!"

"Whip the horse!"

"Well, that's good. Yan Li said with a smile, "Master Zheng challenged the wind and fire forging, not the juniors themselves, so that he saved a lot of effort." ”

Zheng Meng was confused and asked, "What's the difference?"

"There is not much difference. Yan Li said, "A few days ago, I discussed Zen with the Zen masters of Zhuchan Temple, and once designed a sword for my young master, which was made by Master Huining of Zhuchan Temple. If you are lazy, you will fight with this sword. Of course, now Master Huining is already my special swordsmith of Wind and Fire Forging, and his works are justified and belong to Wind and Fire Forging. ”

A few simple words shocked Zheng Meng into a cold sweat.

There is no problem with Yan Li's statement, it is indeed that he cooperated with Master Hui Ning to forge a sword, and afterwards Hui Ning also agreed to become a special sword caster of Wind and Fire Forging to help the momentum.

But when these words fell on Zheng Meng's ears, it meant something else.

Yan Li's meeting to "Discern the Machine" is not a secret, but the internal process is secret, and no one knows. In Zheng Meng's mind, the so-called cooperation in forging swords, I am afraid that in the name of cooperation, the practice of learning! The person who invited Yan Li to discuss Zen was the monk Guangjue, and what happened to Master Huining?

Zheng Meng immediately made up his brain: The Casting Temple entered the Zen Tao with the sword casting technique, and the realm was far higher than that of his own master's Nine Ring Mountain. Jiuhuan Mountain is just a large martial arts sect, and it has never thought of comparing it with Zhuchan Temple. Casting Zen Temple on Zen, casting swordsmanship can not be avoided no matter what.

Forging a sword requires a foundation in martial arts. The best way is for Guangjue to let go of his identity, design a divine weapon with Yan Li, and hand it over to other sword-casting monks to cast, so that it is fair. And Master Huining is responsible for forging swords for Yan Li.

So...... Afterwards, Huining joined Fenghuo Forging, what happened?

Well, Yan Li asked Buchen to sweep the floor for him. Could it be that he and Guangjue's color head were Hui Ning forging swords for wind and fire?

Yan Li and the Guangjue monk forged a sword, and then ...... Did he win?

This little doll won the Guangjue Divine Monk!!

Thinking of this, Zheng Meng's self-confidence was gone, and only the cold sweat on his back penetrated his clothes.

The sky is above, the Jade Emperor blesses!

What kind of little monster is a certain family challenging them!

He was completely misled by Yan Li.

"Ahem...... cough cough ......" Zheng Meng coughed a few times in a row, calmed his emotions, and pondered in his heart: If this "Master Yan" can beat the Guangjue Divine Monk, a certain family will never be an opponent. Even if he bullies him with his foundation cultivation and wins by luck, he will annoy the Zhuzen Temple, and the gains outweigh the losses! If he loses to the sword of the joint casting, half of the monks of a certain family will lose to the monks of the Zhuzen Temple, although the defeat is still glorious!

He thought that he had exhausted the mechanism and skillfully resolved the crisis in front of him, and immediately forgot the cold sweat on his back, and said with a bold smile: "The wonder of casting Zen in the Casting Temple, a certain family has been yearning for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to see it." Today, when there is such an opportunity, how can a certain family miss it? It's just ...... If a certain family does not agree with Master Yan to use this sword to fight, how will Master Yan respond?"

The last question is to use words and swords to find face for yourself.

Yan Li motioned for Duan Yan to take a step forward, held the sword "Xi Trace" on his chest, let everyone see it, and responded leisurely: "Unless the young master cultivates further and buys a higher realm, otherwise, it is difficult to find a sword, and it is more suitable for the young master." If Master Zheng does not agree, he can only recast a copy of the imitation - this work is really boring. ”

"Oh?" Zheng Meng's eyes were shining, all of them were focused on Duan Yan's sword, and he stroked his beard and said happily, "In this way, a certain family is going to open his eyes." ”

"Don't dare to be. Please try your hand at sword less. ”

Yan Li's voice fell, and the "Xi Trace" suddenly came out of the sheath.

This sword, with its bright orange-red color and countless delicate silver moire patterns shining in the sun, is a symbol of the delicate mixture of red cloud iron, cloak silver and hundred steel, and is perfect.

The sword is three feet one inch and two minutes long, weighs twenty-two pounds and nine taels and seven coins, the sword spine is light and thin, and the tip of the sword is thin and sharp. The end of the blade is slightly wider than the tip, and the shape is not straight, but rarely corrugated.

Anyone can see that this is an extremely fast sword. Just look at the shape of the tip of the sword, and the bullet surname and tenacity of the sword body, you know that it is wind-breaking and brisk.

With Zheng Meng's master's vision, it can be seen that this rare shape of the sword body makes the overall center of gravity of this sword shift backwards by an inch, making the reversal speed of this sword in the hand faster, and its change speed will inevitably surpass other blades of the same length and weight.

The wave design at the end of the blade, combined with the blood grooves on both sides of the sword spine, not only cleverly adjusts the center of gravity, but also makes the sword not easy to be locked by the musculoskeletal after penetrating into the wound, and can always be easily withdrawn, but the shape of the wound is difficult to heal.

The delicate moire that shines all over the body, and the perfect mixture of 100 refined steel and red cloud iron, means that the casting technique of this sword is extremely skillful, and it is definitely the pinnacle of the highest grade.

With the addition of these incidental designs, this sword surpasses ordinary mortal iron and becomes a super-grade divine weapon.

The world's blades are all divided into four major levels: immortal, yi, super, and fan. Usually the swordsmith refers to the upper grade, middle grade, and lower grade, all of which refer to ordinary blades. Works that transcend these three levels are called "superbs".

In other words, Yan Li's design has made this "Xi trace" climb a level.

However, Zheng Meng's surprise was not over.

Duan Yan pulled out the traces of the light, showed it in front of everyone for a week, and danced on the spot.

The cultivation of his early stage of quenching skin was poured into the traces of light, and a faint layer of orange-red sword qi suddenly rose from the sword body, and then he stepped forward and raised his sword with his backhand. It is the Duan family's swordsmanship of "Shu Feng Raising Sleeves".

"Whew-"

There was a faint sound of breaking the air in front of Duan Yan, and in the gentle slight sword wind, a faint white mark appeared out of thin air, as if the line of fish belly white on the edge of the sky when it came out.

Everyone present could clearly see him stepping up and stepping out of the sword, and even clearly saw his every subtle movement, and some masters could even sense the cooperation of every muscle in his wrist.

But in mid-air, there was only a white mark, and the tip of the sword had already swept by.

"So fast!"

There were several exclamations in the field.

Even Bu Chen, who has always been confident, raised his sword eyebrows, and the sharpness on his body became even more sharp, and he said in his heart: No wonder Yan Li has self-confidence, let Duan Yan fight with me, this sword is really difficult to prevent!

Everyone was amazed, Duan Yan's second move, "Golden Wind Sweeping Leaves", had already passed. Many people were immersed in the amazement of the first move, and they didn't even realize how this move moved.

This means that the second move is faster than the first.

These two moves alone show that Duan Yan, with the cooperation of "Xi Trace", not only stabilized the realm of quenching skin, but also made his martial arts attainments to a higher level. Maybe his cultivation is not high, but the martial arts in front of him is already a broad avenue.

The third trick is not Duan Yan's commonly used "wind and dust".

The wind qi circulating throughout his body suddenly converged, and his toes exerted force between breaths, penetrating the muscle meridians of his whole body in one breath, instantly raising his momentum to the limit.

On the blade of the sword, it seems that countless storms are rubbing and roaring, and in a loud sword roar that breaks the sky, it has achieved the momentum of burning the plains!

Fiery Foehn!

Everyone saw a blazing fire suddenly appear in front of them, like the dawn of dawn, leaping out of the distant horizon, dazzling.

Such a swift transformation of wind and fire can only be completed by the most suitable blade. This kind of common sense, any martial arts person understands!

"Whoa—"

Duan Yan put away the sword and returned the box, looking around proudly.

No one knows his progress better than himself. Since he got this sword, with Yan Li's medicinal conditioning, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, as if all the passes do not exist. He is now confident that he will touch the threshold of blood exchange within two years!

Such a rate of progress was unimaginable before. He once thought that it would be good to be able to achieve transfusion before middle age, but maybe he would not have any hope for the rest of his life.

"Hiss......" Zheng Meng took a deep breath.

A mouthful of super-grade magic weapons. A super magic weapon that cooperates seamlessly with the swordsman. Is this something that mortals can surpass?

If a certain family has this ability, how can they have the kung fu to fight swords in Jianchuan, and go back to Jiuhuan Mountain to compete for the position of head early!

Of course, Zheng Meng still thinks: This is not Yan Li's ability, at least not all of Yan Li's ability.

The design of the trace is perfect, but without Hui Ning's superb sword-forging skills, it would be difficult to achieve such an effect! If the mixture of the three materials is not perfect, or if the moire hammer forging has a few defects, it will never be able to achieve this level. At least with Yan Li's qi cultivation, he can't do this.

If it were another occasion, Zheng Meng would have been able to stir up nonsense, saying that this sword was not forged by the other party after all, and then use his own cultivation to suppress the juniors who nourished his qi, and finally won the victory.

But behind the wind and fire forging, there is obviously a casting temple as a backer!

I thought that my dignified disciple of Jiuhuan Mountain was a fierce dragon crossing the river, and it was not a big deal to occasionally suppress the head snake. How did he know that the Dongsha Gang's intelligence mistake made him hit his head on the iron plate - compared to the troublesome sea dragon of Zhuchan Temple, he is a little snake in Jiuhuan Mountain!

A little snake, blind and crashed into the Dragon King Temple, ran not fast, and ended up with a bowl of snake soup......

Zheng Meng's mind turned, and he secretly thought to himself: Anyway, when a certain family hears the name of Zhuzen Temple, they will have the consciousness of losing. Your Dongsha Gang made a mistake first, and you let a certain family step on this piece of shit, and you lost a lot of face, you can't blame a certain family for not being righteous!

"Ahem...... Ashamed, ashamed!" Zheng Meng looked ashamed, covered his face and said, "Today, thanks to Master Yan's teaching, I know that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the ancients will not deceive me! A certain family is now saying that it is an eye-opener! Alas...... If a certain family does something bad, it won't be taken out to show ugliness......"

After speaking, he turned to Buchen and arched his hand: "A certain family has the trust of a young man, and in the face of a super-grade divine soldier, Zheng was speechless and could only admit defeat." ”

He was also a little cautious in admitting defeat: he lost but refused to admit it generously, but turned around and said these two words to Buchen, obviously unconvinced.

This is also Zheng Meng's euphemism to explain that half of his losses to Zhuchan Temple, not the sixteen-year-old boy in front of him.

Yan Li didn't mind this kind of careful thinking. He has been a human being for two lives, and he has long passed the state of mind of killing all for the sake of a momentary will. In this sword fight, the most important thing is the game within the game, the outside game, and the growth and decline of the connections around the body, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose.

What if Duan Yan was allowed to sweep the floor for Zheng Meng for a year? Could it be that this big man surnamed Zheng had the courage to abuse him? In that way, spreading it out would only make the people in the rivers and lakes laugh at Zheng Meng's lack of strength, and with the surname of this strong man who is thick and fine, he would never do such a thing that harms others and is not beneficial to himself!

Yan Li himself has no loss, the people in the rivers and lakes will only say that Zheng Meng bullies the small, as for Master Yan, at such an age, come to say that Fang Chang.

Therefore, Yan Li had no intention of chasing and fighting at all.

However, some people do not plan to let go of the Dongsha Gang.

Du Hong laughed, strode forward, and said loudly: "Bu Chen, the 'Master Zheng' you trust so much has lost, according to the gambling contract, you must sweep for Master Yan for a year!

Buchen's eyes were round, and he said to Du Hong disdainfully: "Buchen has benefited a lot from Master Zheng's side these days, and he has absolute trust in Master Zheng." He said that one is one, and two is two. Since Bu Chen has made a gambling contract, there is no reason to regret it! But it was Master Yan who lost, not you Du Hong. If you have any opinions, we will solve them!"

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P.S. Sorry, it's late for today's update!